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Being able to become a guardian of the White Path Gate, and doing so without being a Shinigami, shows that Jidanbo's strength is not weak. In the original story, he was able to team up with Shiba Kukaku to break into Aizen's battlefield, indicating strength comparable to a vice-captain. However, because he relied purely on brute force, he was at the bottom of the vice-captain level.
"Otherwise, how could you entrust the White Path Sect to me with peace of mind for the time being?"
"Oh well."
Si Danfang, who wasn't fond of thinking things through, decided to grant the other party's wish after some consideration. So he raised the axe in his hand and shouted, "Watch out!"
boom!
The ground beneath Murasaki Jin's feet shattered, and he steadily caught Jidanbo's attack with his raised Zanpakuto.
"Caught it! And... is that a Zanpakuto?" Surprised, Jidanbo raised his axe and asked in confusion, "Are you Shinigami?"
"No, this is an Asauchi that I found in Rukongai, and it just so happens to have awakened its Zanpakuto."
"I see."
The simple-minded Si Danfang didn't think much of it, and his expression became much more serious as he earnestly said, "I will use all my strength next. If you can't hold on, you must say so. Long live Si Danfang!"
Sensing that his opponent was not simple, Si Danfang immediately unleashed his strongest move.
Sensing the strong wind, Murasaki Jin exerted force in his left arm, unleashing a palm strike imbued with spiritual pressure, and roared angrily, "Palm Pressure!"
Before Sidanfang's axe could fall, his body was struck by an invisible spiritual pressure with a bang, and his eyes were blasted out of his head.
boom!
Si Danfang, who had crashed into the White Path Gate, slid down clutching his stomach, muttering to himself in fear, "I was actually defeated in one move."
"Now, surely Lord Sidanfang will believe us?"
The village chief withdrew his large hand and said in a deep voice, looking at the undamaged White Gate and secretly marveling at the quality of the Spirit Court's defenses.
This time, Si Danfang made no further hesitation and nodded decisively, saying, "Of course, since the guardians were defeated by the challengers, it's only right that we let you pass. However, you are not intruders, so I will relay the message for you. The White Path Sect will be temporarily entrusted to you."
Si Danfang put away his axe, turned around, and lowered his body.
Seeing Sidanfang's straightforward personality, Dongzhang waved his fist with great appreciation: "He's a real man. I should get to know him better sometime."
The village left side remained silent.
At first, he thought Aizen's words were unreliable, but it turned out he was right.
If they can subdue Sidanfang with their strength, then given Sidanfang's straightforward nature, they will surely grant their request even as the defeated party.
Although the White Path Gate was not small, it was lifted up by the Si Dan Fang with little effort.
But just as he was halfway up, his movement suddenly stopped.
"You are..." Si Danfang looked at the silver-haired boy in front of him, who still looked like a child, with a puzzled expression.
Seeing this, Murasaki and Higashi looked at each other, thinking to themselves that everything was going well.
"Gin Ichimaru, Third Seat of the Fifth Division. May I ask what Mr. Jitanbo is doing right now?" The boy with narrowed eyes smiled dangerously.
"Um, they are friends of the Third Seat of Tosen. I'm here to deliver the tokens to the Third Seat of Tosen on their behalf."
Si Danfang had no respect for a third seat holder, and simply explained politely.
"Oh?" Gin Ichimaru's gaze swept past Jidanbo, his eyes flashing. "What about the White Path Sect? Has Mr. Jidanbo forgotten his responsibilities?"
"This……"
Si Danfang immediately felt somewhat guilty, but still forced himself to say, "I was defeated, so they can keep an eye on the White Path Sect for me."
"What exactly are you talking about?"
"That won't do."
"Even a defeated ward cannot break the rules and open the gate."
"The guards' defeat means... certain death!"
"Shoot him, sharpshooter!"
A strong wind arose, and a short knife was thrust out.
Tear!
Chapter 22 He really knows how to add drama to his life 2/5
"Shoot him, sharpshooter!"
A flash of silver light streaked past, the air currents rippled outwards, and the air itself was torn apart.
As Jidanbo faced Ichimaru Gin head-on, his pupils trembled. A sense of impending death surged into his mind. He wanted to dodge, but his aura locked firmly in place.
Is this really only three seats?
As this thought crossed his mind, a sudden fear gripped Sidanfang, and he felt a wave of despair.
boom!
The sound of weapons clashing.
Tear!
A strand of hair slowly drifted down from the sky.
Wearing a helmet, Murasaki stood in front of Jidanbo, his Zanpakuto still in a swinging motion, wary of Ichimaru Gin who was smiling and holding a short sword not far away.
"I can't see it."
Si Danfang whispered, his lips trembling, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
If it weren't for this guy named Murasaki Jin blocking the way for him, he probably would have been killed.
"Oh my, so you've entered the Spirit Court." Gin Ichimaru's smile was meaningful as his attack failed.
"I cannot stand by and watch you harm my friend."
Murasaki's deep and solid voice moved Jidanbo deeply, and he immediately burst into tears, saying, "You actually consider me a friend? You're such a good person! You should run away quickly; trespassing into the Spirit Court is a serious crime!"
"It's too late. This Mr. Sanxi already considers us as enemies who must be killed."
"Don't say that. After all, you were the ones who broke the rules of the Spirit Court first. It's just that you and that naked guy outside didn't break the rules. I only need to kill one person."
Gin Ichimaru spread his hands, feigning emotion.
Murasaki remained unmoved and said in a deep voice, "Stop pretending. The killing intent in your eyes towards the three of us is as conspicuous as a bright light in the dark."
"Is it that obvious?" Gin Ichimaru clapped his hands as if in distress, then revealed a strange smile. "I'd like to see if the one outside can resist coming in."
Swish.
A light, melodious voice rang out, and Gin Ichimaru vanished from the spot.
Murasaki, who was on high alert, glanced to the left and swiftly slashed horizontally.
Suddenly appearing, Gin Ichimaru slashed backhand, his left hand swiftly drawing spiritual runes in the air: "Binding Spell Thirty: Mouth Thrust Three Flashes!"
Gin Ichimaru, whose strength was inferior to his opponent's, trembled and was knocked back a distance. At the same time, he successfully swung out the Binding Spell in his hand.
Three golden spiritual cones shot out at lightning speed in a triangular shape. Before Cun Zuozhen could react, he was pinned to the wall and killed.
"Is this the Binding Spell? Do you really think this can bind me?"
"Mouth Thrust Three Flashes is just the 30th Binding Spell, and its binding force is not particularly strong. However, its greatest advantage is its speed, which is why it was once favored by the Shinigami of the Second Division."
With a smug look on his face, Gin Ichimaru steadied himself and suddenly aimed his Zanpakuto at the struggling Murasaki. He slipped and assumed a fighting stance: "And I only need a few seconds to end this battle. Shoot him down, God Spear!"
The puncture at twice the speed of sound will happen in the blink of an eye.
"not good!"
Sidanfang, who had almost been threatened with death, instinctively screamed, her heart leaping into her throat.
Murasaki, who was facing this direct attack, suddenly gave up the struggle and whispered in a heavy voice, "Roar, divine retribution!"
Boom!
A massive black arm, enveloped in pink spiritual pressure, blocked the village's path, smashing a crater into the ground and leaving a shallow scar on the pillar-like fingers.
Taking advantage of this opening, Murasaki finally managed to break free from the binding spell.
“The beginning, the beginning of the explanation!” Si Danfang stammered.
It wasn't that he was ignorant; after all, he was familiar with Shikai, having defeated most of the chief officials with brute force. However, the fact that Shikai was this strong was something he had rarely seen in his two hundred years as a guard.
After removing the giant arm, Murasaki looked down at his left hand and saw a not-so-deep scar on his index and middle fingers.
"Eh, you can even use Shikai." Gin Ichimaru was slightly surprised, then sneered with increasing killing intent in his eyes, "An unregistered Shinigami or Shinigami trainee possessing Shinigami power, you've added another major crime to your list!"
"It seems things can't be resolved peacefully today. Come over there!"
Murasaki looked up and sighed, then shouted and launched an attack.
Black giant arms wielding samurai swords and bare-handed giant arms appeared and disappeared alternately from all directions. Each massive figure caused immense destruction, and soon the surrounding buildings were all ravaged.
Si Danfang compared his own destructive power and suddenly felt like a little brother.
However, despite this terrifying overwhelming force, the third seated soldier named Gin Ichimaru showed no weakness. His short sword was like an assassin's dagger, launching swift and precise attacks from time to time.
In his view, the battle between the two was nothing short of an extreme collision of speed and power.
Just how strong are these two?
Recalling the strength of the vice-captains he remembered, he was astonished to find that none of them seemed to be this strong. An unbelievable thought suddenly popped into his mind: "Could it be... no, no, how could the captain be so... then how do you explain this..."
The nearest Grim Reapers rushed over and soon witnessed the battle between the two.
Almost every Grim Reaper who witnessed the battle between the two was taken aback.
"That's the third seat of the Fifth Division, Ichimaru."
"Who is he fighting?"
"I don't know, but with such a strong Shikai, it must be a Shinigami."
"Nonsense! But why was the other party wearing a helmet? There must be some shady secret that Ichimaru Sanke discovered, which led to the conflict."
"Let's go help!"
Without any hesitation, these Grim Reapers were ready to lend a hand.
Seeing this, Gin Ichimaru tried to speak up to stop him.
"Wait, you guys aren't... pfft."
Seemingly due to distraction, Gin Ichimaru failed to dodge the attack perfectly and could only take the blow head-on, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.
Upon seeing this, gasps of worry and self-reproach arose from those around them.
"Three seats!"
"Damn it, Ichimaru Third Seat!"
"You bastard!"
Upon seeing this, Murasaki was also taken aback.
This wasn't in the plan. The other side should know that they wouldn't be slaughtering those Shinigami, since they're going to join the Gotei 13.
However, the current situation did not allow him to hesitate, and the play had to continue. However, Murasaki Jin, who was worried about the other party's condition, slightly reduced his strength.
Just then, Gin Ichimaru suddenly looked up and gave a cryptic look. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and dodged away with a flash, sneering, "Don't think that just because I'm injured I'm no match for you. You're just a brute with strength but no skill."
They really know how to make a scene!
Fortunately, no one could see his expression under the village helmet, otherwise his complex emotions would definitely not have been hidden.
Chapter 23 A Tornado Rises from the Ground 3/5
With two award-winning actors performing there, it's impossible for others to just watch.
Even though those Grim Reapers knew that there was a huge gap in strength between them and the helmeted guy, the Grim Reapers had one powerful ability: brainwashing!
Look at Yoruichi Shihouin's prison break; not a single person backed down. And look at the arrest of Kisuke Urahara; they showed no regard for his captain-level strength. These Shinigami were just ordinary members of the Gotei 13, at most some lieutenants, yet in the captain's eyes, there was no difference between the two levels of Shinigami…
They're all ants.
"Oh no, how did things turn out like this!" Si Danfang's mind was a complete mess, utterly bewildered as to how things had escalated into such an uncontrollable and serious situation.
"Sidanfang! What are you doing?"
Finally, someone noticed something was wrong with Sidanfang and drew their sword to question them.
In the event of a major battle, why does the guardian of the White Path Gate maintain the posture of having the White Path Gate open? And who is that skinny man outside the Spirit Court who is naked and only wearing boxer shorts?
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